Hello, baby fig tree

My friend John visited after work to diagnose the big fig tree he’d delivered in November. We’d been texting about some concerns rattling around my brain since he’d told me it was OK to take it out from its winter home in our shed. He’d mulled over my texted photos and decided it was time…

Me and my mutt, art-style

My dear wife Karen wins the Internet again. She spied a great piece that reminded her of how I love to pet our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. I was politely instructed to open the package when it arrived. Floored. Thrilled. There may have been a tear in at least one of…

In the ground they go

I grabbed the shovel and watched where my dear wife Karen carefully pointed her finger this past weekend. Into their new home dirt went the gifts from Elisabeth and George. They look comfortable. Knock on wood.

Newbies for 2022

Thanks to terrific daughter Elisabeth and wonderful fiancé George, my dear wife Karen was gifted with two new plants for us to enter into our backyard gardens this season. Needing my shovel work are a purple rose plant, to take the place of one that did not make it over the past winter, and a…